Nothing in life that can make you overcome your hindrance,
Except faith, love and hope
You may not have a penny and inheritance,
But believes in all both
Once the rivers keep flowing
Then you shall rise
Neither illness nor sick has a power,
But our sins can make us weak,
Not all healers are liar
And all doctors are trick,
But when we are still breathing there's hope
Then we shall all rise
We may hold a candle,
And has no fire to light it
We may weak from our souls
And have no hope of rising,
But when we still fight and never been slain
Then we shall rise again
Even though am in tempest,
And i still face these struggles
Struggles that make me restless,
That make me seems it was doubled,
But when GOD lives still
Then i shall rise
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When you faith is in God, you will surely rise.